Mr. Fu nodded, watched the little girl turn around and walk into the kitchen, then closed the door.

So well-behaved.

She saw that I wanted to take a shower, so she deliberately gave me the space.

There was a well in Mr. Fu Sanye's yard. He drew water from the well directly, took off his shirt, and poured a bucket of water over his head.

The cool water took away all the dirt and fatigue, and Master Fu San felt refreshed.

Feng Xun listened to the sound of water splashing outside and whispered to Song Qingci, "I used to think that the Third Master might be the son of a wealthy family, but every time I hear him taking a shower outside, I feel that, well, he's still a country boy!"

Song Qingci smiled but said nothing.

In fact, there is another possibility, that is, Mr. Fu San once joined the army.

He has a very tough temperament that is hard to ignore.

She had seen this kind of person before.

That year, something happened to the Jiang family, and Jiang Jingchu was implicated and imprisoned. Her family did not approve of her and Jiang Jingchu being together, so how could they be willing to help?

She was at her wit's end and finally decided to ask the King of Zhenbei for help.

When she went there, she was nervous. When she saw the well-trained, tall and mighty men of the King of Zhenbei, her legs went weak.

That year, she was only fifteen years old.

Her only memory of that day was the pain from the knife injury, and then the sound of "hmm" from King Zhenbei. Through the curtain, she seemed to see hope rising up, and was instantly surrounded by unbelievable joy.

Apart from this, if there is anything else, it is that Song Qingci sincerely feels that men who have experienced the bloody baptism of the battlefield are really different.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there was something similar about Mr. Fu San.